We have a saying
Where I come from-
Always trust your elders words
Before your day is done.
And we have a saying
From where I was born-
Always trust the wisdom fire
Before your heart gets torn.
Then here comes the sun
And it brings all seeds to life,
The rain falls speaking to you
About wise winds at night.
And in the den
The cubs sleep sound and warm,
In the furs of the mother bear
Until the rain dries up in the morn.
So keep with you forever
The Mother Earth's kind love,
Although she can not stop her rains
Trust the Wise Winds up above.

The golden sunlight shone
Bright over the hill
As the wind fills the
Sky with flower petals.
A single drop of dew
Falls onto a dandelion
Growing in a field
And settles.
I gaze deeply
Into your eyes then we kiss
Slowly, our hearts
Beating fast.
I take your hand
Walking onward in the
Grassy field as we go on
Forever, and we never look back.

You see me every day on your city
Street, you notice me outside, wave,
Quickly hear my thanks as I enter your
House without another word, I take
Off my jacket and start in on your meal.
We eat and drink everything, unlike everyone else
You give us a small pat on the back, and so now
We must pull out our books and it is your
Turn to learn, to be brought to real light,
Our shined black shoes glisten in your lamp.
So now you will only take part in being shown
Our path to follow, the guide to believe
In, the miracle of speaking, of strange
Works, so you can pay all your money
Right to those who "will need it most."
As we leave, we only ask one thing,
That you always remember we'll be
Waiting on you, counting on your
Further interest in our promises.

Carefully I speak, then silenced in trance of fear,
That you will not be mad if I let out an idea
Nobody here ever seems to want to hear?
Your older and have the money, so but of course,

You fix our food,
Clean the house,
Make the beds,
**** the mouse.

When I want to let my "evil ideas" out,
And tell you what worries me, I must be lost.
So is your world all anyone cares about?
When your "chosen" mess up, I pay the cost?

You do the dishes,
Clean the stove,
Feed the Baby,
Carry the load.

So who ever needed me anyway?
All I do is take up verbal space.
The "world" now "knows that I'm nuts,"
The "wolf" must be me in any case...

If my dreams were made of ice and I had just one wish,
Someone at the top has already set the cities fire to full blast,
Turning everything I hoped for to a puddle, melting it.

What's the point in this life when everything you want
Depends on if they will open the door for you? It seems
To me we are only doing what the rich all would want us to!

Though this sounds like a stupid rant, but notice if you will,
How much it costs for cops to go to a house simply
Because of a stupid argument, REAL justice unfulfilled.

It's happened before and it will happen again, these tools,
They who make all of my dreams disappear with a snap,
The one who has the least integrity is often the one who rules...

My memory is filled with icy thoughts so chilled
I begin to stammer, loss of breath, like a ghost
That follows me, my teeth chatter,  so many
Of my warning words that no one ever heard,
Locked away in fear, the watchers always near,
Thoughts flooding with grief, the darkness fraught,
Ever filled with thieves so fast they seem to disappear.

It would seem I am beyond what some deem a good guy in the end,
Every time my breath catches, I seem to feel on the mend.
Then it begins again, a waking crash like flashing light,
Well I never get much rest, before it's over, twilight pests.
They follow me at dusk, this rain, and hail it must,
Until I am lost in thought, I awaken to this unspoken fact,
That if I had not been poor, friends would be at my door.

Blind with broken dreams, this is quite a scene,
It seems that money spoke, it made my life a joke.
Still I ask why oh why oh why? And I get the same answer,
It'll come to you some day, boy, you're getting old, tisk tisk,
This world is cold and full of holes, your worries are absurd,
Not a word, NOT another WORD, your logic is absurd...